Without Law 8

by Eric Vall

  “It’s like people have never heard of vodka,” Tara said with an eye roll.

  “I think that’s enough special K education for today,” I said with a laugh. “Let’s try to find some IV fluid.”

  “Right,” Tara said with a nod.

  We each took a different direction and started to look around for the supply cabinet. The path I took led me back to a hallway where the wall was lined with cages for the animal patients, and I was happy to see that there were no animals left to starve and die in them. The place was totally empty and had obviously been abandoned for some time, but it somehow managed to still have that incredibly clean smell that was typical in hospitals and veterinary offices.

  I went through a double door that led to what appeared to be an operation room, there were large lights and a center table. Just then Paige came through a door on the other side of the room.

  “Find anything?” she asked.

  “Not yet,” I said, and I continued to walk around the room.

  “Hey!” Tara called from somewhere in the building.

  “Where are you?” I called back.

  The platinum blonde burst through the door with a large smile on her face.

  “Follow me,” she said, and she left as quickly as she had come in.

  “Seems like she found something,” Paige said with a grin, and we followed Tara out of the room.

  We found her in a hallway just outside of the room we had come from, and she stood in front of an open door and gestured widely.

  “Tada,” the platinum blonde said with a grin.

  Paige and I peeked our heads around the corner to look inside the small room, it was filled with numerous medications, gauzes, cones for the animals, and there on the back wall was a large supply of IV bags.

  “You did it!” Paige squealed, and she kissed the platinum blonde on the head once more.

  “I know, I know, I’m amazing,” Tara said with a large grin.

  “You are,” I told her with a smile. “Good job.”

  “Just as I figured,” Paige said with a smirk as she walked over to a wall lined with vials.

  “What?” Tara asked.

  “All the ketamine is gone,” Paige chuckled.

  “Those people must have been here for a while,” I said, and I shook my head.

  Just then thunder cracked loudly, and the room was lit up with a flash of lightning.

  “Fuck,” Tara said, and she looked at me with surprise.

  “That’s really close,” Paige said, and she bit her lip.

  I could hear the rain pick up, and it splattered on the roof with more ferocity as thunder sounded once more. I went and found a window and looked outside. The trees were bending from the force of the wind, and the leaves on the ground blew manically around the parking lot.

  “Jesus,” Tara breathed as she stared out the window next to me.

  “We need to wait out the storm,” I said.

  “Are you sure?” Paige asked. “What about Frank?”

  “It’s too risky,” I said, and I shook my head. “The trees are already bending from the wind and there’s a high chance that some of them will break and fall.”

  “Yeah,” the brunette said with a nod, and she pointed to where the water rushed over the roadway. “There could be another flash flood too.”

  “Could be,” I agreed. “But even if there isn’t, that water is fairly deep already. I’d rather not risk it.”

  “So are we setting up camp here for the night?” Tara asked.

  “It looks like it,” I said. “At least until the storm lets up.”

  “Okay,” the platinum blonde said. “If that’s the case, then I’m going to move those bodies outside.”

  “Good call,” I told her. “Paige and I will help.”

  We made our way to the front lobby where we had taken out the drug addicts, and we each grabbed a body and carried it outside. The wind was blowing wildly, spitting rain in my face as I carried the man outside, so I threw the body into the bushes next to the front door and called it good. The girls followed suit, and we hurried back into the clinic.

  “Fuck,” Tara said, and she hugged her arms around her while her teeth chattered. “It’s freezing out there.”

  “Yeah, it is,” Paige said, and she took down her bun and squeezed some water out of her long brown hair.

  “Let’s block off all the doors,” I said. “I don’t want anyone to come by here and try to get in.”

  “Okay,” Paige said with a nod. “But whoever is out there right now is a fucking idiot.”

  “Agreed,” I chuckled, and I headed to find the back entrance once more so I could lock it.

  Once I was done with that, I went back through the clinic until I found a large examination room that had two chairs in it. I found a third chair in the next room over, and put it in the room as well.

  “Girls!” I called out.

  “One sec!” Paige called back.

  I took the opportunity to sit down, and I heard myself sigh as I sank into the comfortable faux leather chair.

  “Is this where we’re hanging out?” Tara asked, and I opened my eyes to see her and Paige standing in the doorway.

  “I figured this was better than out there with the blood splatter,” I said with a smile.

  “Good call,” Paige said, and she came over and took a seat next to me.

  “Oh God, this is comfortable,” Tara sighed as she took the last seat and sunk down into it.

  “I didn’t realize how tired I was until just now,” Paige chuckled.

  “We’ve had a long day,” I said with a nod.

  “At least we found the fluid,” the brunette said with a smile.

  “Yeah,” I agreed. “Frank will be okay until the storm eases up.”

  “Until then what should we do?” Tara asked with a grin.

  “How about we talk about how your dog's name was Toodles?” Paige laughed.

  “Hey,” Tara said defensively, and she narrowed her eyes. “Toodles was the best dog, I’ll have you know.”

  “Somehow I got the impression you didn’t really like dogs,” I said with a raised brow.

  “I like small dogs,” the platinum blonde said matter-of-factly.

  “So Winchester is just too big?” Paige chuckled.

  “No, he’s okay,” Tara said with a smile. “Big dogs just like to jump on you and get you all dirty.”

  “Little dogs jump on you too,” Paige countered.

  “Well, yeah,” Tara said. “But they’re inside dogs and they’re clean and smell like doggy shampoo.”

  “Not all little dogs smell like doggy shampoo,” Paige laughed.

  “What kind of dog was Toodles?” I asked with an amused smile.

  “A yorkie,” Tara said proudly.

  “And why was her name Toodles?” Paige asked.

  “Because she would sit up and wave goodbye to me whenever I left for school,” Tara said with a fond smile.

  “Aww,” Paige cooed. “That’s so sweet.”

  “Wait,” I said, and I thought for a moment. “Didn’t you name her when you first got her? How would you know she would do that?”

  “My parents named her something else at first,” Tara said with a shrug. “But I started calling her Toodles, and it just kind of stuck.”

  “You renamed your family dog?” Paige asked with disbelief.

  “I guess so,” Tara chuckled. “I was really young, give me a break.”

  “Alright,” Paige laughed.

  “So, Paige,” Tara said after a few minutes of quiet.

  “Yeah?” the brunette asked, and she sat up to look at Tara.

  “What do you think of Kimmy?” the platinum blonde asked with a wicked grin.

  “What do you mean?” Paige asked, and her brows pulled together.

  “Do you think she’s hot?” Tara asked.

  “She’s pretty, yeah,” Paige said, then she narrowed her eyes at the blonde. “Why?”

  “Come on,”
Tara said, and she rolled her eyes. “She’s more than just pretty. She’s gorgeous.”

  “She is really beautiful,” Paige said with a smile. “But why do you ask?”

  “Oh, I don’t know,” Tara said with mock nonchalance. “I was just thinking maybe Tav had a little crush on her.”

  “Do you?” Paige asked, and she looked at me with a raised brow.

  “No,” I chuckled and shook my head.

  “I think he does,” Tara said, and she gave me a devilish grin. “And I think we need to remind him of why he loves us so much.”

  “Oh,” Paige said, and she nodded slowly at the blonde.

  “If this is going where I think it is,” I chuckled, “then I’ll have a crush on anybody you want me to.”

  “We just wouldn’t want you to forget how great we are,” Tara said, and she batted her eyes at me. “Especially not with fresh meat around.”

  “Fresh meat?” I laughed.

  “Are you going to go along with this or not?” Tara dropped the sexy facade for a moment to ask.

  “By all means,” I said with a grin.

  “Good,” the platinum blonde said, and she gave me sexy eyes once more.

  “So how do you suggest we show him how great we are?” Paige asked, and she flashed me a devilish smile.

  “I can think of one way,” Tara said, and she bit her lip and slowly crawled down from the chair she was in to kneel in front of me.

  “One long, hard way,” Paige cooed.

  I watched as Paige joined Tara in front of me and I felt my erection push on the front of my jeans.

  Tara reached her hand up and rubbed it slowly but firmly across my erection, and I threw my head back against the chair and closed my eyes in pleasure.

  “Fuck,” I groaned.

  “Do you like that?” Tara asked, and I looked down to see her biting her lip.

  “God, yes,” I moaned.

  Paige reached up and placed her hand next to Tara’s so they were both gripping my cock through my jeans, and I sucked in a sharp breath as they squeezed me hard.

  I watched through half closed lids as Tara slowly undid my zipper, and my erection burst through my pants.

  “Already so excited,” Tara teased, and she licked her plump, pink lips. “I like that.”

  I felt my breathing grow heavy as the platinum blonde moved those full lips closer and closer to the tip of my cock. Finally she looked me in the eyes, then took one firm lick as if she were licking an ice cream cone.

  “Mmm,” Tara moaned, and her eyes closed as she took my cock into her mouth, then deeper into her throat.

  “Oh, fuck,” I growled, and I tossed my head back once more and gripped the arms of the chair hard.

  “Your turn,” Tara said, and I looked down once more to see Paige moving closer to me.

  The brunette wasn’t quite as skilled at deep throating, but she took half my cock in her mouth before she gagged and came up for air with a string of spit connecting her lips to my erection.

  “Let me show you,” Tara cooed, and she grabbed Paige gently by the hair and lowered her onto my cock once more.

  “God,” I groaned as the brunette took me into her mouth.

  “Open your throat,” Tara instructed, and I felt myself go deeper into Paige’s mouth. “That’s it.”

  With Tara’s instruction, Paige took the whole of my erection down her throat and held it there for a few seconds while I thrust myself up and down against her.

  “Oh, fuck,” Paige breathed as she came up for air.

  “Good girl,” Tara cooed, and she kissed the brunette on the lips.

  I watched for a moment as the two women kissed in front of me, then Tara took off Paige’s vest and lifted her shirt above her head to reveal a small pink bra underneath.

  “Now say we’re the best,” Tara commanded me as she reached around Paige to undo her bra.

  “You’re the best,” I breathed.

  “Good,” Tara said, and she flashed me a wicked smile before she let Paige’s bra fall to the floor.

  Paige’s small pink nipples were already hard, and I reached out a hand to grab onto one of them and give it a small pinch.

  “Oh, yes,” Paige moaned, and she threw her head back in ecstasy.

  Tara knelt down further, and I watched as she kissed down Paige’s neck to her breasts. She flicked her tongue across Paige’s other nipple, and I saw Paige’s legs quiver as she moaned even louder.

  “Come here,” I growled, and I reached for Tara, but she pulled back from me before I could get a grip on her.

  “Ah, ah, ah,” the platinum blonde tsked. “It’s Paige’s turn to undress me.”

  The brunette bit her lip and reached over to undo Tara’s vest, then she slowly pulled the blonde’s shirt over her head to reveal a lacy black bra that barely contained her full breasts.

  “Fuck,” I groaned and I reached down to stroke myself as I watched.

  Paige reached her hands around and cupped Tara’s perfect ass, then slid them all the way up to unhook her bra.

  The platinum blonde’s breasts bounced as they were set free, and I felt myself biting my lip hard as I stared at her full bosom.

  “Mmm,” Paige moaned, and she looked over to me with wide bedroom eyes. “What should I do with them?”

  “Lick them,” I instructed.

  Paige leaned down and started at Tara’s belly button, then she slowly licked up to her full breast, and pulled her mouth away slightly when she got to her nipple.

  The brunette flicked her tongue out and quickly licked Tara’s nipple up and down until she moaned and threw her head back.

  “God, yes,” I moaned and I stroked myself harder.

  “Mm-mm,” Tara said, and she pulled my hand from my cock.

  “Don’t tease me,” I groaned.

  “That’s exactly what I plan to do,” the platinum blonde said with a grin.

  Tara pulled Paige to her feet, then slowly pulled down the brunette’s pants to reveal a bright pink thong that matched her bra.

  “A thong?” Tara asked, and she bit her lip. “I like it.”

  “Thanks,” Paige giggled, and she leaned down to pull down Tara’s pants next.

  “This is agony,” I chuckled.

  “We’re getting to the good part,” Tara said with a grin. “Don’t you worry.”

  Once both of them were topless with only their panties on, Tara turned to look at Paige.

  “Do you want to go first?” the platinum blonde asked.

  “Mhm,” the brunette answered, and I felt my cock twitch at the thought of finally getting inside one of them.

  Paige climbed on top of me to straddle me in the chair, and Tara walked over, reached her hand around, and pulled the brunette’s thong to the side so her wet pussy was hovering just above my erection.

  “Ah, fuck,” I groaned, and I reached down to slide a finger inside the brunette. “You’re so wet.”

  “Go slow,” Tara whispered to Paige, and the brunette sank slowly down onto my cock, taking me in inch by inch.

  “God,” I groaned, and I tried to put my hands on her hips, but Tara pushed them back so I gripped the arms of the chair instead.

  Paige grinded against me while Tara rubbed her clit and kissed her neck.

  “Fuck, that’s hot,” I moaned as I watched the two women.

  Paige rode me harder and harder, and her pussy gripped me tighter and tighter with each push.

  “God,” the brunette moaned, and she threw her head back.

  “Come for him,” Tara whispered. “Come on his cock.”

  “Oh, fuck yes,” I moaned.

  Just then Paige’s body tensed, and I felt her pussy spasm and clench me with her orgasm.

  “Good,” Tara cooed, and she pushed Paige’s hair back from her face, then she turned to me with a wide smile. “My turn.”

  “Oh, God,” I groaned. They were torturing me, I so badly wanted to grab them both and fuck them hard, but letting them do the work was
teasing my cock in the best possible way, so I bit my lip and let Paige climb off me.

  Tara came toward me, and I thought she would straddle me too, but instead she turned around so I had a view of her perfect ass before she slowly sat down backward onto me and took my whole cock inside in one swift motion.

  “Jesus,” I groaned, and Tara leaned back against me as Paige knelt down in front of us.

  “Oh, God yes,” Tara moaned as Paige started to lick her clit.

  Tara threw her legs over the arms of the chair and started to bounce up and down on my erection while Paige licked both my cock and her pussy with each bounce.

  “Oh, my fucking god,” I growled, and I reached around to cup Tara’s perfect tits.

  “Pinch them,” she commanded.

  I did as I was told and pinched each nipple hard, and she bounced harder up and down, causing the tip of my cock to hit at just the right angle.

  I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I moved my hands to her hips and thrusted hard into her over and over again.

  “Fuck yes,” Tara moaned, and I felt her body tense with orgasm.

  Her pussy clenched me tight and spasmed around me, but I didn’t stop.

  “Come on me,” Paige purred as she pulled her mouth from us.

  “Fuck,” I moaned, and I thrust into Tara two more times, then pulled my cock out quickly and aimed it at Paige.

  I covered her face and chest in my seed, and she licked some cum off her lips, smiled at me, and giggled.

  “Jesus,” I breathed, and I threw my head back, this time in exhaustion.

  “How was that?” Tara chuckled breathlessly.

  “Torture,” I said with a laugh.

  “Good,” the platinum blonde said, and she stood up.

  “I’m starving,” Paige said after she had cleaned up, and we had all gotten dressed once more.

  “You didn’t get enough protein?” Tara chuckled.

  “Hardly,” the brunette laughed.

  “Let’s make some dinner,” I said with a smile.

  I fished into my backpack for the food I had packed, and the wind and rain continued to pound outside.

  I didn’t like that we were stuck there because of the storm, but that sex had made it worth it, and I smiled to myself as I relived it in my mind. The girls could be jealous all they wanted to if it meant more of that.

  I opened some canned tuna and crackers, and the girls and I chatted while we ate, but I could tell they were tired, so I offered to keep guard while they slept.